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“Betty, play us a toon,” requested Mr. Wopp who was very fond of music.,“That’s the reason. She says a boy will spoil the part; won’t get the shivers like she will. She thinks a minstrel can’t—can’t minstrelize properly without the shivers.”,“How in the name of orl the aporstles did that hen git in there?” questioned Mrs. Wopp.,Ladies cross your lily-white hands,“Billy Boy, it’s fine! It’s splendid! But it’s so big I’m afraid Buzz will be scared.”,Dim religious lights from stained glass windows shone through the church and falling on the boy chilled him to the marrow.,All were silent for a little. Most of them had been more than once to San Francisco’s celebrated dealer in sweets.,Before answering, Mr. Wopp solemnly handed Moses first the reins then the dog, after which he slowly and carefully descended himself.,“Our house isn’t big enough.”,“When Joner got to Jopper, bein’ an honest man, he paid his fare.”,“There Nancy,” she whispered, “is a sunbeam for breakfast dipped in milk.”,“Here come the Wopps,” said Nell to her companion as the family entered, led as usual by Mrs. Wopp. Mr. Wopp came next especially scoured for the occasion, freshly shaved and with long side hair carefully oiled and combed over the bald spot on his crown. He carried a few long strips of paper in his hand. Beside him walked Betty inwardly disapproving of the two stiff braids with which her head was adorned. Bringing up the rear was Moses, his face shining with soap and satisfaction and wearing a new brown suit at least two sizes too large for him. He was bent on a good time which in his case meant sitting on a side bench with a few other youths and jeering at the mistakes of the dancers. Close at his heels came Jethro who had pleaded so hard to be brought along and had gazed at them with such tragic appeal in his eyes that they could not disappoint him. He was now stationed under a bench, having first been intimidated with dire threats as to what would happen to him should he come out and trip up the dancers..